Recent content by Cadmean

Cadmean hummed as she approached the designated meeting point. Zalra was a place as beautiful as it was dangerous, but as she was, for the time being, in one of the last remaining outposts before the land opened up into crystalline wilderness, she figured she was as safe as she was going to get...

200 Time stopped. Rewound. Colors as they should have been returned to the world, and Cadmean saw herself snap back into place. Felt her hands re-shatter, re-break. Ugh. She didn't want to have to hunt down her wayward fingers again, especially not without the aid of the stars guiding her...

Cadmean's gaze drifted to @Rael, as her mind (re-)replayed the last few minutes of the frozen world. We have among us one who is willing to turn back time for the entire world for a chance to save Szofrit. And when she was unable to, we have some other being who was willing to lend their...

160 -10 HP (GSL Propulsar) +15 HP (Mitigation - Aegis) ▪ Location: 5 ▪ Not Vulnerable ▪ Not Protected Szofrit was fraying. Cadmean watched her sequester the egg away, watched as the taint within the robotic mother writhed and burst through the gaps in her circuity and faux-skin. Though she...

200 -65 HP (C3 Damage Phase) ▪ Location: 5 ▪ Vulnerable from Power Heal ▪ Deathstream Flow: Cannot be protected or granted mitigation ▪ Deep Wound stacks: 0 Cadmean caught the barest glimpse of a star zipping its way across the battlefield towards her, apparently set loose by a man with a...

200 -10 HP (GSL Propulsar) -20 HP (Cycle damage) ▪ Location: B3 ▪ -1 Movement from Distofield ▪ Normal The battlefield grew, and changed, and suddenly Christine found herself among a crowd. All around her were bloodied and broken bodies, amalgamations of monsters and men. And above them...

200 -60 HP (Szofrit's Attack) ▪ Location: Team 8 ▪ Isolated Together ▪ Status: Normal "We were all mothers." Through the pain, Christine grit her teeth. She did not look at where the bits of flesh that used to be her hands fell. She did not look. "So how many more children will you see...

Cadmean staggered over. Her eyes fixed sharply on @Kyanna Wynne's wounds. Fix your own wounds first, child. Let me handle this. Useless hands, useless light. But what else did she have right now? What was left of her mangled hands burned golden and cold as she reached towards the Szofrit's...

200 ▪ Location: ??? ▪ Alone ▪ Taunting (550) When Cadmean blinked, she was alone, and she was Christine. She had thought that Cadmean had just been an act, something to slip on and off as she wanted. But the years had picked away at the distance between self and mask, and only now when it...

200 Vulnerable "♫ ♫ ♯𝅘𝅥𝅮" Cadmean hummed as she strolled through the battlefield. She kept her head angled high, her galaxy-dotted gaze piercing through the clouded sky to fixate on the distant light of the stars beyond. Starlight traced out paths invisible to the naked eye, and simply...

https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/e4gdcprrm4r.png "[The] astronomers are faced with a difficult choice. Either they must admit that all their calculations are wrong and their figures are unable to describe the heavens, or else they must reveal that the order of the gods is reflected exactly in the...

After a moment of hesitation, Quincy reached out and took the cloth from @Cleo Looker. She didn't do much with it for the time being, simply toying with the corner of the fabric as she listened. Not that she was really taking in everything that the detective said. Her mind was still stuck on the...

Quincy quietly absorbed the introduction that @Nyancy provided. Even those few brief sentences were already more warning than Quincy had gotten at all, when she had first accessed the game. She couldn't hide the little bitter scowl that crossed her face when Nyancy mentioned dangers in the...

For a moment, it was as if @Cleo Looker's words bounced right off Quincy, failing to register. Dead? That was impossible. She was right here, wasn't she? Sitting by this fountain, still breathing, having a conversation with another person like there was nothing wrong. Except there was...

Quincy quickly gathered all her things and tucked them away: coins in her pocket (and she was sure that was all of them, she had definitely made sure not to let any of them out of her possession), bolts and case tucked at her pouch, crossbow... well, she hadn't actually had to carry it around...